13-05-2020, 04:23 PM
mother still had an hourglass frame, but it had widened somewhat over the years. She wasn't fat, but was thicker, I guess, than her younger self had been. Her arms weren't as taught as they used to be, and they flopped around just a bit underneath, as her muscles softened, but she didn't have fat floppy old-woman arms, thank god. Her tummy had a bit of a pot too it now, but again, not too much; she had delightful folds of baby fat on her belly when she bent over or sat forward though, I guess she was a normal45-something woman in that sense.
जिंदगी की राहों में रंजो गम के मेले हैं.
भीड़ है क़यामत की फिर भी हम अकेले हैं.